Last week my class wrote about their most frightening experience. Writing has never been something I love doing, and so it is definitely my least favorite thing to teach. I decided to go through the writing process with them, and it was actually really fun to brainstorm my frightening experiences, write about them, and revise and edit. I even had the kids give me feedback and ideas. Today we went to the computer lab to write our stories...we are going to publish them into a classroom book! Here is my story, along with some pictures. 

“Hurry Up!” I shouted to my 14 year old sister, Laura Beth. We were running late and needed to leave for school. We ran to the car, as my mom reminded me – like she did every morning - to be careful and not to speed! We jumped in the car and I called back to her, “I know, I know” and off we went. It was Monday morning and I wanted to get to school so I could see my friends, after all it had been 2 or 3 days since I had seen some of them. Plus I had a softball game that afternoon, if I got another tardy I wouldn’t be able to start in the game!
As we crossed the bridge over the highway, I saw the car, a red 1985 Honda coupe. It was stopped and waiting to pull out of the gas station, and for some reason I had a bad feeling. I thought about slowing down, but before I could the car pulled out. Next thing I knew I could feel the impact of the two cars colliding followed by metal crushing and loud screams. Everything was moving in slow motion and my car began to make its way across the road into an open field. As I tightly held the steering wheel and pressed the brake I began to slow down. The car finally came to a stop and I quickly turned around to check on LB, who was sitting in the back seat. She was crying and holding her nose. We jumped out of the car and I embraced her, telling her over and over again, “It’s okay, we are alright!”
People began pulling over and running up to us. It was then that I noticed my damaged car – it looked awful! I began to cry and praise God for how He has protected my sister and I. Besides my sister’s fractured nose and the soreness I felt, we had no major injuries. The other driver felt awful for causing the wreck and apologized over and over again….he even sent me flowers! We were so blessed that even through a very frightening experience God was with us!!
So whats your frightening experience??